The BE hero who was abused by me has become a sperm

The door lock of the bathroom was gently unlocked from the inside, and Fuyun came out wiping his hair, his whole body was emitting white steam, but if you feel it carefully, you can find that Fuyun took a cold shower.

He really underestimated Song Yi's allure to him, and it is only now that he realizes that this little guy has such a heavy weight in his heart.

Fuyun recalled Song Yi's expression when they kissed just now, the expression of wanting to continue and shrinking, he laughed twice.

The slippers under his feet are still the ones Song Yi gave him when he came here on the first day. The floor is made of wood, and there is a light kicking sound when he steps on it.

"Song Yi?"

Fu Yun's footsteps stopped suddenly, the room was a bit too quiet, and the guy who was still obediently nestled on the bed just now had completely disappeared.

The quilt was stacked neatly on top, and it was completely impossible to see that someone had been lying there a few minutes ago, but Song Yi actually disappeared.

The towel in his hand was randomly thrown on the bedside table, and Fuyun felt his heart shudder for no reason, he yelled again nervously, and searched the whole room again.

——No trace of Song Yi was found at all.

This is so strange, the other party never leaves him at home alone, even if there is something urgent, he will leave a note or text message or something, at least not to make him, a "outsider", worry.

But this time, Song Yi didn't even say anything, and left behind his back.Fu Yun would not understand the other party's operation as abandonment, they had been intimate on this bed just now, and according to Song Yi's sincerity to him, it is impossible to do such a thing.

So what exactly happened that made him rush out the door without even having time to say hello?

Fu Yun forced himself to calm down, and at this moment, he was not worried about Song Yi's safety at all.

They are no longer underage children - this is a saying popularized by Song Yi, and they are confident enough to face provocations and threats from society.

Fu Yun picked up the mobile phone she put on the coffee table, the top of the mobile phone screen flashed brightly, someone sent him a message.He wanted to unlock and call Song Yi directly, but a WeChat message from someone caught his attention.

It was Meng Houyi who sent it a few hours ago, and they were busy at that time and didn't care about other things.

Skimming the line by line of text, Fu Yun's brows gradually tightened, his heart trembled, and then he made up everything from a few words.

Song Yi "abandoned" him not because he thought it was troublesome at all, but because he wanted to bear it himself.

A few months ago, he exhausted his spiritual power to help the other party erase countless people's memories, and he suffered backlash because of this, but during the time when he lost his spiritual power, Fuyun didn't feel uncomfortable for a moment.

When he came to this world, he could accept all kinds of weirdness here, and he could also accept that he became an ordinary person for Song Yi.

Fu Yun slowly raised his hand, and with his movement, the blue fire in his palm was slowly gathering, and the dazzling blue light flickered in his eyes, like strange and dazzling fireworks.

Once he clenched his fist again, all the rays of light were scattered on his fingertips, Fu Yun put down his hand and pursed his lips.

His spiritual power seemed to be restored, but he didn't realize it until now.Therefore, the recovery of those people's memories is inevitable, and the confusion of time and space will return to a line one day.

Those who have been lost will appear in front of people again.

……

Song Yi is unexpectedly calm now.

He didn't panic at all when he first heard the news. Although at the beginning, the memories of the past still made him breathless, but strangely, after walking on the road, he didn't feel nervous at all.

He abandoned Fuyun, rather than saying that he was unable to face it.This time, there is no savior who can reverse people's memories again, and everything has to be refuted by him.

It's hard, of course.

In order to prevent Fuyun from doing something that would make them both sad when he found out, the shocking vomiting of blood made him a little uncomfortable until now, and it may take a long time for the PDST on blood to disappear.

Because of this, it is impossible for him to put the other party in danger again.

Song Yi has always known that he is a burden, and the person who has been dragged down again and again will always be his dearest and most loved person. This is the first time he has chosen to take the initiative to face it, and he does not regret it.

Although the bell in his hand was broken several times, the other party still called persistently, as if he was tireless.

You don't need to guess to know that it must be that guy Fuyun.

Later, Song Yi pressed mute directly.Although he knew that Fuyun might be worried, this was already the biggest concession he could make.

"Why didn't he answer the phone?"

On the contrary, Lin Qing was in a hurry, and after Song Yi hung up the phone he dialed just now, he couldn't get through no matter how much he called.

Meng Dengyuan put his hand on Lin Qing's shoulder, signaling him to calm down, but this is obviously not a good way to suppress his emotions, and a certain little lion couldn't help but scurry around.

He coughed twice, trying to attract Lin Qing's attention, guided him with his own words, and changed the topic again, "Who do you think reported this to the principal?"

Lin Qing's messy steps stopped slightly, and he stared at it with a pair of eyes, dumbfounded, obviously a little confused.

"Who is it?" He asked blankly.

It was not until he asked this question that he realized the gradually magnified guess in his heart.

ready to come out.

The eyes of the two seemed to reflect two words at the same time. They were familiar with that name, so they were even more unwilling to believe that the other party would do such a thing.

But since the more extreme things have been done, it's just a report, but it seems like a piece of cake.

For a moment, Lin Qing and Meng Dengyuan saw the shudder in each other's eyes.

"What are you doing! Are you going to rebel? It's been a few hours since the notice was issued. Where's the guy? Where's that boy named Song Yi!" The headmaster put his hands on his hips, his cheeks flushed with anger. Makes him a little uneasy.

Ignoring the strange sense of familiarity in my heart, it seems that at a certain moment, this scene has actually appeared before.

The principal at this moment is completely blinded by utilitarianism.If this kind of scandal is exposed, not only the student, but even his position as principal will be in jeopardy!

You said how could he calm down.

"Calm down, calm down. Take a sip of water, maybe, maybe that student didn't notice the news, but I have already asked his former roommate to contact him, and he should be on his way here."

The counselor was busy wiping his sweat, but he didn't dare to neglect at all.This is related to his year-end bonus, even if it is related to his former favorite student, under the threat of money, it is still not worth mentioning.

Once again, the counselor seemed to feel that there was no need to communicate anymore, the evidence was right in front of him, no one could break free, and he didn't need to risk his own future for the sake of a student, did he?

The headmaster was so angry that his temples were throbbing. He took the paper cup from the counselor's hand and suffocated the water in the cup in one gulp. While feeling cold, it also made him feel sober.

I recalled that the paper I scanned just now was a printed version of the contents of the anonymous report letter. It was well-founded and well-founded, indicating that the speaker had a clear logic and should not be a bad student.

It is even more impossible to say that it is targeting and framing. Whoever is full, spends so much effort and consumes countless of his own time and money to lure a student into the water.

The only reason is that the anonymous student had already obtained the evidence, and was just waiting for an opportunity to expose all the shady facts to the public.

This move is bold and courageous.

Although even the principal himself was threatened, he had to admit that the other party was brave and resourceful.

Therefore, he couldn't imagine that all of this actually came from a forgery.

It is the darkest place, not accessible to all.

Someone knocked on the door of the office, and the principal's attention was instantly attracted. He was holding back his anger, waiting for Song Yi to come up and let him yell at him first, but the person who opened the door was a slightly fat figure.

"You are Song Yi, aren't you..."

Just as the prepared "finger dance" was about to be staged, the counselor had sharp eyes and quickly stepped forward, stopping the principal from pointing out inappropriately: "Leader! Hey, it's not, he's not Song Yi."

The word "Leader" who called first was a bit too emphatic, and the words after that shriveled like a deflated balloon, cautiously and in a low voice.

The instructor is really familiar with his so-called obedient student. Although it is found out that the other party may be a low-quality guy, according to Song Yi's face, he should be more pleasing to the eye.

Although the big fat boy in front of him is not unobtrusive, his groomed hair and cheeks still cannot make people feel the urge to look at him for a long time.

"Who are you? Which class are you in?" The principal frowned, with his hands behind his back, not wanting to vent his anger, especially on a student.

He wanted to retain his majesty as a headmaster, but it was not an easy task.

Because the opponent immediately exploded the horse as soon as he came up.

Su Liu slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and bent his back, showing an illusion of respect and humility.

He tidied himself up, not only the sloppy stubble, but even a single strand of hair.

From the moment the dark web interface appeared, he seemed to be alive again, and he seemed to have everything again.

The chat records between Mr. X and him have been completely preserved, and the report letter that took him a lot of effort and worked hard for several days before rushing to work was also sent safely.

It's lying quietly in his sent mailbox at the moment.

Mr. X once taught him a way to better hide his whereabouts and secrets, so Su Liu chose to remain anonymous.

But the memory disappearance broke all his plans, and the bargaining chip became a foil, which almost made him almost out of breath.

Fortunately, everything is back on track now, and now that he has broken his face with everyone, there is no need to pretend or hide anymore.

He wants to stand up and personally nail Song Yi to the pillar of shame, and he will never be able to stand up again!

Su Liu's voice has experienced the ravages of tobacco, and gradually becomes dry and hoarse. He hangs his head, but his eyes are fixed on the buttons of his clothes

He looked at the miraculous lines above, just like himself now with more courage.

"Hi principal, maybe you are wondering about my identity." His voice was tearing, and it stopped abruptly with a strange tone, but in the next second he forcibly turned to the track as if he was suffocated. Everyone only listened to him The voice like a ghost from hell sounded again, "I am the one who submitted the report letter."